I don’t know about you, but my downtime looks an awful lot like my uptime. I am very happy to be one of those people who loves her work. I spend a lot of time reading for pleasure, which means reading the stuff I have been wanting to read and in no way suggests that I don’t get pleasure from reading what I am paid to read. Of course there are those things that physically pain me to read, and other things that I can give or take as far as my job goes, but that’s not what this post is about. It is about reading. For pleasure. For vacation even.
Over the last couple of holiday weeks, it was my pleasure to read This Won’t Take But a Minute, Honey, hot off the Harvard Book Store’s EBM, by Steve Almond (who I am so excited to announce is a featured author in the next issue of Under the Gum Tree, due out in Jan. 2012), A Visit from the Goon Squad, by Jennifer Egan, No One Here Gets Out Alive by Daniel Sugarman, everything under the Music category at The Rumpus, Stephen Elliott’s Daily Rumpus- daily, and because of that, “Adrian Brody” (still thinking about that one). And because I’m a girl, I’m listening to a book on CD– Life, by Keith Richards (unabridged, on 20 CDs)– read by Johnny Depp. I still might buy the hardcopy.
I bought 2011 American Short Fiction, and am eagerly awaiting its arrival in my mailbox. I bought Anne R. Allen’s latest release for my Kindle (okay, maybe this is research, as was Amanda Hocking’s book Hollowland). I just know I’m forgetting something, and leaving out what I’m reading with my kid.
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